Forever mesmerised by the terror of my creation The horror-scope of this acute desolation Do they merely beckon for oblivion? Prayers muted wither, decadent and disabled Prey eternal, the chosen bear displaced Their lives heaving in disgrace Sycophantic race, without a face Forever perturbed by the abuse and despair A realisation of inept failure Do they merely beckon for extinction? Pray to dying receptors, a perfect paradox I Prediletti: the folly of the gods Tremors, holy wars, the de-creation Staring at the gaping hole that shatters the earth For none can stop this inevitable decimation A certain goal fated by apathy and derision For the chosen have fallen Waltzing to the beat of selfish incoherent needs Kneel for me, the herald of decay This final absolution is all that awaits
For none can stop this inevitable decimation A certain goal fated by apathy and derision For the chosen have fallen Waltzing to the beat of selfish needs Peering into the abyss Ungrateful cretans continue to digress Spreading division, hatred and horror Displayed in terror-vision Division, the folly of man There is no absolution Shame, the folly of man There is no retribution For none can stop this inevitable decimation A certain goal fated by apathy and derision For the chosen have fallen Waltzing to the beat of selfish needs For none can stop this inevitable termination A certain goal fated by bigotry and ignorance For the chosen have fallen Waltzing to the beat of selfish needs Prey eternal, oh how the chosen have fallen Prey eternal